Chapter 123: The Year of the Expedition Begins!
What Raphael did was no less than a reshuffle for Archduke Louis Perchens.
He originally thought that it would be a sure thing for the orcs to conquer the Ottore royal family, but a piece of news at hand made him disillusioned, "So this is from your backstab?" ”
Grand Duke Louis Perchens said in a low voice, at such a time, I am afraid that the only one who will choose to intervene is the lion king who has not moved recently. It seems that the two are really intimate.
"My lord, are we now?" The old man's face was also very unpleasant, and the things that were supposed to be nine out of ten were actually complicated at this time.
"I can only ignore the Ottore guys for now, and the gods have assigned a new task. It's really a good game of chess, just because of such a little ghost, it's really unlucky. Grand Duke Louis Perchens snorted coldly, and finally shook his head slightly.
And this undoubtedly left a glimmer of life in this rather turbulent country.
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It's been a week since he returned to Yuki, and there was no delay on the way, and the appearance of the Wanderer was a great wake-up call for Raphael. And the occasional stops along the way also made him hear some bad news from the tavern, such as the fact that there seemed to be some very terrifying beasts and monsters in the southern countries, but after killing them, he found that they were all ordinary creatures in the nearby woodland.
In Neustadt, for example, the entire city was empty overnight, and all its inhabitants were gone. And there wasn't even a single battle in it, because the inhabitants had all their furniture and cups in order, and there was no attempt to flee at all.
Listening to this message in Raphael's ears, the sense of urgency in his heart increased again, and the development of events seemed to have all appeared overnight. This made his heart even heavier, and after contacting Iyeft Abraham to learn that there was no problem in Bartholomew's area, Raphael was slightly relieved.
At least his own preparations worked, and Raphael began to tell the farther clubs to start pooling resources back. The current situation in the Ottore Empire is already very unstable, and it is better to choose to retreat wisely than to wait for it to be completely swallowed up by those greedy guys.
Although there were many bad rumors about him among the Archduces of Louis Perchens, this not only did not affect Raphael's prestige, but on the contrary, it brought him a touch of mystery. People don't want to provoke him easily, and the Abraham Chamber of Commerce has developed to the present, and the strength of the escort team is far from being comparable to the original.
And Raphael's move made many capitalists smell an unusual smell. Does the fact that the Abrahamic Chamber of Commerce in the middle of the day would choose to retreat at such a point in time shows that Raphael himself was afraid of Archduke Louis Perchens?
This led many people who were not firm in their position to make a choice, and for a moment, the power of the faction of Archduke Louis Perchens reached its peak.
"Your Highness (Your Excellency)!" By the time Fabio descended from the snow, there were already many people standing in the manor. Many people actually don't understand Raphael's decision this time. Even though Archduke Louis Perchens did have control of Bloomerta, it could not shake the position of the Abrahamic Chamber of Commerce at all.
Such a hasty withdrawal really caught many people off guard.
The manor under the wind and snow looks extremely beautiful, like a fairyland.
This is Raphael's private residence, built on a small island in the middle of the Sunset River. The castle should be used for war, and the manor should be used for enjoyment.
Raphael made the distinction between these two points very clear, and this resulted in a manor that could be said to be a collection of the best in this world. What you can see is a fountain of beauties holding the moon, the figures of these women are carved extremely beautifully, and the white jade-like material is like a real person.
From time to time, small golems fly through the air, the size of bees, perched on top of snowdrifts, trees, and sculptures that are hard to spot. There are no attendants, guards, etc. in this manor, all of them are handled by golems, who are headed by the organs, and obey orders and transfers.
The gate of the manor has been opened, and one by one the golems are holding light furs and robes in their hands, and they are respectfully handed over, just like ordinary people. Some of the younger territorial officials looked at them with a curious gaze. Although there are many golems in the territory to complete the work on behalf of the people, they are far less dexterous than here.
Sitting in a hall the size of a basketball court, the floor-to-ceiling windows are a small lake covered in snow and ice, and a small forest with a docile elk in captivity, adding a bit of vitality and life.
"Say whatever you want." The golem brought chairs one by one, and when everyone was seated, Raphael spoke.
"My lord, with the withdrawal of the various chambers of commerce, we have roughly calculated that there will be a loss of three million and eight hundred thousand gold sol income per month. Moreover, the transfer of resources, the transfer and resettlement of family members, all of which require a large amount of kinsol. It was Diana Mullen who spoke, and she was now wearing a smart black dress that set off her wonderful figure. Because of the management of Raphael's finances, she already has the momentum of a strong woman.
The words did not hurt the loss of these Kinsor, and the amount of Kinsor that had flowed through her hands had long since exceeded this amount. It's just that when the other officials heard Diana Mullen say this, there was a kind of shock and pain on their faces.
Three million gold soles a month, outsiders say that the Abraham Chamber of Commerce is a rooster that lays eggs, and now they really believe it. And it's not just eggs that lay, it's golden eggs. If the money hits their heads, they'll wake up laughing even if they sleep.
"Well, you can't save the money you should spend. I'll leave it to you, Diana. Raphael knew where he was getting all the money, but when it sounded like that, he seemed to be really rich. However, these gold soles will also be dissipated at a very fast speed after they are in their hands, and the money left in their hands is really not much.
"Don't worry, sir." Diana Mullen smiled at Raphael, and only then would she show her little woman's side.
"My lord, some strange things have happened in some nearby territories recently, the most demonic beasts have invaded, and the strangest thing is that some people have mutated, and they are called 'demonized', and they are spread all over the place. Our mercenary guild has been taking on a lot of tasks related to this lately. Jarvis said what he had learned recently, because it was his own mercenary union, so Jarvis would always sort out this information.
"Demonization? Let the mercenaries report back the detailed information. "In this way, I am afraid that there is an altar of evil gods near here, which is really a bit bad.
"Okay, I'll go sort it out right away." Jarvis was resolute, and as he spoke, he got up from his seat and left.
The rest of the meeting focused on the development of the Bartholomew area, and various defenses were being built in full swing according to Raphael's orders. With the influx of funds, Raphael also has many elites and leaders in the industry.
As the meeting ended, Raphael sat down on a chaise longue and closed his eyes. Heatina, the goddess of magic, appeared in the room and looked at Raphael with a pair of wonderful eyes, "The crisis is starting to come, isn't it?" Obviously, she also learned about this series of changes from her own followers.
"yes, sooner than I expected." Raphael sighed softly, these mutations were supposed to be opened one by one, but all of them seemed to burst out impatiently.
"Huh?" Heatina, the goddess of magic, was about to say something, but she suddenly raised her hand to cover the position of her heart, giving her the feeling that she was about to pass out.
Not only him, but Raphael also felt a wave of nausea and wanted to vomit, as if the blood in his body had been drained.
Magic Tides!
At the same time, the air was red.
But it's midday, not when the sunset begins to rise.
Residents walking on the road raised their heads and looked at the scenery in the sky.
The view is beautiful, not intoxicating. However, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they often portend!
In the skies around the world, meteorites burst down with flames, and these meteorites glowed green. At this moment, no matter what kind of creatures they were, they all rushed quickly, but the huge impact brought by the meteorite directly swallowed the bodies of these people.
After a while, there was a terrifying roar from it, and one by one rock giants were born from it, they seemed to be a little confused, a pair of dark green pupils glowing with fire, twisting their heads, looking at the surrounding scenery.
"Io Continent, our Green Flame Stone Terran is back!" A sound rushing into the sky came from their mouths.
"Scourge of rocks!" Raphael took a deep breath, "The year of the expedition has begun!" Raphael whispered that it had all come so suddenly, that he felt like he had been viciously beaten from behind.
The Bartholomew area, on the other hand, was protected by Werner, so it was not affected by the rocks. In order to improve Werner's defense capability, Raphael also found several floating islands as satellite islands according to the location given by Karina, which were full of defensive and offensive weapons, which can be said to be armed to the teeth.
"What are these?! Impossible, haven't these creatures been expelled by God Io? How did they end up here? The goddess of magic, Heatina, flashed out, and the two of them were already out of Bartholomew's area, looking at the ravaging Pyrider with a shocked expression.
"This is what you call the scourge, Io God is merciful and has just banished them to another plane. I think you also feel the weakening of the laws of space, and these guys just seized this opportunity to break free. But it's not them who are in danger, and as more and more creatures emerge from the Exiles, the real danger is what really comes. ”
Raphael's tone was heavy, he already had a sense of crisis in his heart when he saw the exiled Raphael before, but he didn't expect this sense of crisis to come to fruition so quickly.
And the scourge of rocks heralds the end of the era of peace, the year of angelic chants.
Troubled stones, troubled times.
"I can't let this guy do this, I can feel the magic crying. The presence of these guys has disrupted the normal functioning of this world. "The goddess of magic, Sistina's eyes, flashed with a hint of distress, and she already held a staff with a simple shape in her hand, the staff did not have anything to show off, but as soon as it appeared, it would definitely attract all your eyes.
"The Stick of Truth." Raphael said in his heart, 'He who grasps the truth controls the whole world.' This is a phrase written on the statue of the temple of the goddess of magic, Sistina.
I didn't see the goddess of magic Heatina have any extra movements, and the elemental power around her surged frantically, but seeing that the Staff of Truth leaned forward slightly, this elemental power turned into a colorful torrent and swept towards the green stone race.
Looking at this scene, even Raphael couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. In terms of the understanding of magic and the use of magic, the gap between himself and this person is really not ordinary.
As a magician, Raphael is able to feel the strength of this hand, and there is no need for too many movements, and all the magic power obediently obeys your orders. You know, magic isn't a good baby, you can think of them as rebellious children, ruffians in the army.
If it weren't for that, there wouldn't be so many magicians in this world who could only hold a magic book and use magic. Although Raphael's current strength has reached the eighth order, if he wants to make his magic so obedient, he can only do it above the water element.
And the goddess of magic, Heatina, is directly destroying Raphael's genius, and this description has obviously been shattered under the impact of this elemental torrent.
"Huh?" Before the big stone could react, it had already been swallowed by this formless and insubstantial elemental torrent, and without even the slightest struggle, it directly turned into stone fragments. This destructive power reminded Raphael of when he was apprenticed by his side.
At the beginning, this one also solved those opponents who were difficult to match in this way, and sure enough, this mentor will be your mentor no matter what.
"It seems that it is time for me to return to my kingdom and take back all that belongs to me. I've been lazy for a long time. Heatina, the goddess of magic, glanced at the beautiful stinging sky and said softly, clearly not taking her opponents in the slightest.
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